Give me training even if you use knives

Gu jinghang told her to lie down quickly and turned off the light. The bedroom was completely dark.

Gu jinghang's voice sounded warm and calm in the snowy night.

He talked about his childhood life at a moderate pace, slowly and tirelessly.

although we were poor when we were young, poverty also had its happiness. In summer, we would catch fish and prawns, in winter, we would catch wild rabbits and pheasants. In winter, the river would freeze and a group of children would slide on the ice. We were all poor, but we were all happy.

The snow was silent. It fell on the ground with a crack. He seemed to hear the sound of the snow crushing the dead branches.

Gu jinghang talked about many interesting childhood stories and only stopped when he heard the light breathing of the people next to him.

Her hand was still under his blanket, so he didn't let go. He held her hand and fell asleep with her.